legsboy-and-jolt

You know my name. How could you not? I have so many, you know. Blur. Blue Sonic. But enough about formalities, you may call me what you believe me to be. I am Gear. Surprised? Is it my hair? My green hair that, as you know, used to be blue? Or is it my clothes? My green and black top, stained with blood and a little singed from battle that used to be blue and white; my green shorts that used to be blue? My two diagonal scars on my chest? I received them with from battle with Killer Marcus of the now smoldering remains of the Ninteldo Empire. Ah, he was a tough one. I digress, I miss the way we toyed with each other, despite how enraged I

“Chrys! C’mon, I need to brush my teeth!” Hero shouted, pounding on the bathroom door. “Wait a few more minutes!” Came the reply. Hero sighed and scratched his back, walking away. Chrysos stared at herself in the mirror, adjusting her hair for probably the third time. Today was her birthday, and she wanted to look… well, at least a bit more fancy than normal if not a lot. Finally, she opened the door and called, “Bathroom’s available!” She heard Hero come back up the stairs and say, “Finally. Seriously Chrys, why did you take so much longer than…” He paused and bl

“…Melissa.” He turned to the yellow mongoose and said, “I will wear your token with honor. Come, let us go; the tournament is starting soon.” The two traded tokens and ran to the grounds. (Lancelot was a bit surprised that she had kept up with him, but he kept that to himself.) He warped them to a pair of reserved seats and seated Melissa with a bow before warping to the battlefield. He teleported next to the other competitors, Sir Gawain, Sir Percival, Sir Galahad, Sir Smithy, Sir Lamorak, and a few other challengers whom he did not know or remember. They all walked up to the king and his queen and they al

Amy rushed here and there around her house. “What do I wear?! What do I say?! Ooh, I’ve got to make this perfect!” Amy wailed. She picked up a flowing red dress and long silk gloves. “How’s this? No, it’s too fancy! I need something fancy, but not overdone!” *Knock! Knock!* “EEK!!! He’s here! Oh…” Amy groaned. She quickly threw on a red medium length dress and the long silk gloves. She hurriedly opened the door while exclaiming, “Sir Lancelot! Please, come in!” She blinked when she saw that it wasn’t Lancelot, but the blacksmith. Sir Smithy greeted h

“…Uh, Amy, I guess. Come, let us exchange tokens.” Amy squealed happily, and she gave him her token, and Lancelot gave her his token to show that he was fighting for her. He held her hand and teleported to reserved seating for Lancelot and whoever he was fighting for. “Here we are, my lady.” Said Lancelot. Amy blushed and giggled, and said, “Thank you, Sir Lancelot.” Lancelot nodded and teleported next to the other competitors, Sir Gawain, Sir Percival, Sir Galahad, Sir Smithy, Sir Lamorak, and a few other challengers whom he did not know or remember. They all walked up to the king and his quee

…And immediately calmed down. “You… You’re right,” he sighed, closing the chest resignedly. “Why don’t we go back to our tour?” Marianna suggested. Lancelot nodded silently, taking her hand and warping back to the castle. The two walked silently, Lancelot thinking and Marianna taking in the scenery; while she had been inside the castle before Lancelot had met her, this was the first time she had a chance to enjoy it. Finally, Lancelot broke the silence. “I’m getting hungry.” This wasn’t the first thing Marianna had expected him to say. “Uh, what?” &

“…I suppose. I do believe that you should have protection from others while carrying such a large amount of monetary units.” Lancelot said. He stood and continued, “However, I am a well-known knight. I will require a disguise so as to not be swarmed or attacked.” Marianna nodded vigorously and said, “Oh, yes! But where will you find such a disguise?” Lancelot chuckled and replied, “I require you to turn around.” Marianna quickly did so. Lancelot pulled off his helmet with a satisfying sigh. He then pulled off his body armor and set both pieces to the side. He motioned and his sword